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The sky is really high Towards the time. You, fly in planes ;to spot out one of the Most famous bird: cranes You want to see the ocean clouds To keep a shroud around the cloud We can see the birds,sun,moon And, every thing;because the sky has wings The sky is the dreams of air But it is never ever; fair It never graced anybody but It has to face everybody So the sky is called the Sky of our dreams.
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 10:45 AM UTC
THE SKY
The sky is really high Towards the time. You, fly in planes ;to spot out one of the Most famous bird: cranes You want to see the ocean clouds To keep a shroud around the cloud We can see the birds,sun,moon And, every thing;because the sky has wings The sky is the dreams of air But it is never ever; fair It never graced anybody but It has to face everybody So the sky is called the Sky of our dreams.
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Oct 2, 2013
Oct 2, 2013 at 10:45 AM UTC
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